Transcendent Dawn

In the middle of the night, Ralph came back with a gloomy look.

At the moment he returned, many professionals who were just lying on the stump opened their eyes and looked at the leader of the Ten Boxing Club.

"It has been negotiated. We can attack at noon tomorrow. We can enter the Silent Forest, but we can't approach the ancient house...Of course, if there is an accident later, they don't care!"

Ralph sat down in front of the fire, his voice low.

‘If you can’t get close to the old house, there is no danger... Accordingly, it is impossible to gain anything! ’

Thulhu looked at the president playfully: ‘In other words, is this being excluded from the circle? ’

Think about it, too, the giants of the Church and the Federation may not even look down on the Brotherhood of Blood, let alone a smaller organization like the Ten Punch Club.

However, because of this, the danger is also reduced a lot.

‘In general, it’s good or bad...and it is not stipulated that Extraordinaries individuals should not approach the ancient house, as long as they are not afraid of being attacked or being caught as cannon fodder...’

Thulhu covered his face with a hat and fell into a state of false sleep.

The color of the bonfire flickered, and the professionals around it slowly calmed down.

...

in the dark.

Thulhu moves the soul out of the body and enters the second spiritual world.

In an instant, he saw countless large and small spiritual secret islands around him.

The closer you are to the Silent Forest, the more such secrets, and the number of people is amazing.

More importantly, in their core, there seems to be a certain vortex hidden.

"The whirlpool-shaped spiritual secret realm, this is because the body is too large, and it has an impact on the sea of ​​consciousness... is a Tier 4 master professional!"

Using the spirit world to investigate, Thulhu quickly gained a wealth of intelligence.

"Angus King... Angus King..."

At this moment, a call suddenly came from a distance.

He looked around, his pupils shrinking.

I saw a dilapidated ancient house standing proudly in the spiritual world, almost exactly the same as the real world.

"The body of the old devil house is hidden in the spirit world?"

Thulhu gradually gained enlightenment: "No wonder it can open up the spiritual world...communication leads to various forces."

suddenly.

The scenery in front of him changed again.

Many spiritual mysteries disappeared, and the waves of the ocean of consciousness undulated, forming a huge sea eye vortex!

Through the whirlpool, Thulhu seems to be able to see a beautiful girl, staring at her with cold eyes without the slightest emotion.

"It's Beatrice... she started!"

The terrible suction power immediately acted on Thulhu.

Even after the master-servant contract, he still felt the suppression of the ranks.

"Beatrix at this time is at least two ranks higher than mine. Once she is dragged into the whirlpool where the body is, I will die..."

Now because the distance is far, the opponent is projecting power in the air, so Thulhu only has a little time to react!

"Beatrix, is she already promoted to Tier 4?"

The expression in Thulhu is very calm, and a light curtain in the attribute column appears in front of him: "Inauguration... [Thaumatologist]!"

[Consumption of 1000 experience points, inauguration of a Thaumatologist... It is detected that the inauguration requires a second-tier pre-occupation: Occult Scholar, Spirit 5.0, Soul Out of Aperture lv4! ...The conditions are met! Start to advance! 】

On the property bar, the light curtain changed quickly.

Thulhu snorted and felt a powerful force explode in his spirit body.

Tier 3 professionals are already experts in various mysterious fields, possessing extraordinary powers!

They gradually stepped out of the category of ordinary people, possessing a variety of strange and mysterious abilities.

And [Thaumatologist], even more so!

In an instant, he felt that his spirit body was extremely stable in the spiritual world, resisting the swallowing of the whirlpool.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, but the outside world is only a moment, with the instillation of a large amount of knowledge and information, the prompt in the attribute column sounded:

【Ding! Successful inauguration! 】

[Inauguration of a Thaumatologist! Spirit +3! Physique +1! Acquired skill: psychic thaumatism! 】

"[Thaumatologist], known as [Scroll Master] in ancient times, can make scrolls with strange powers, sneak into people's hearts, complete various mysterious operations, and use endless changes and endless methods..."

A large number of knowledge points emerge one by one in the sea of ​​knowledge in Thulhu.

The huge spirit made him feel as if he had become a giant in the spiritual world, and suddenly raised his hand.

Whoosh!

The chains of the spirit that burned with pale flames were so strong that the Python Style snake rushed into the vortex in front of him.

In the western part of the Federation, the Black Death Society.

Secret room.

The ground is depicted with formations and rituals, surrounded by runes representing the moon and death.

A girl with a delicate face and full of youthful air was staring at a broken spell in her hand in amazement: "Failed? The other party is temporarily promoted? Has it succeeded? This is impossible!"

The promotion of extraordinary professions is definitely not a simple matter, it has a great failure rate!

What's more, it takes a long time and cannot be achieved in an instant.

But no matter how puzzled Beatrice was, things still happened.

With her Tier 4 strength, she can't curse Tier 3'Master'!

The formation failed, and the power of backlash had left deep wounds on her body.

Beatrice turned pale, and vomited a mouthful of blood: "Thulhu! Thulhu!"

call out!

Suddenly, a pale chain appeared in the void, like a poisonous snake's message, and the target was Beatrice's white neck!

boom!

Outside, the face of the black dead guard who was guarding changed, and his mouth opened wide when he saw the entire chamber exploded.

"Master Saint...what happened?"

Seeing Beatrice in the ashes, they hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down and asked what had happened~www.NovelMTL.com~ let the president come...I...careless. "

Beatrice murmured with a clear bloodstain on her neck.

As soon as she finished speaking, she vomited another small mouthful of blood, and she fainted.

"It's not good, the saint fainted!"

This caused the remaining black death followers to immediately fall into greater panic.

...

"Sure enough... the master-servant contract is good. She wants to curse me and it takes ten times a hundred times more effort, but I walk along the passage without much effort at all. It's a pity... I am not a Tier 4 professional, otherwise just The curse backlash is enough to kill Beatrice, right?"

In the spiritual world, Thulhu sighed and looked at the attribute column:

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Name: [Thulhu Botley]

Occupation: [Thaumatologist] (Tier 3), [Rogue] (Tier 2)

Rank: [3]

Title: [None]

Strength: [2.2], Agility: [3.0], Constitution: [2.8], Spirit: [8.1]

Inspiration: [8.1]

Skills: [Black Witchcraft – Corpse Princess lv1], [Maga Fighting lv5], [Soul Out of Aperture lv4], [Spirit Pressure lv2], [Spirit Chain lv1], [Magic Item Making lv1 】,【Potion Refining lv1】,【Mind Thaumatology lv1】

Passive: [Common Heber lv3], [Basic Physics lv5], [Demon Hunting lv4], [ancient Heber language lv2], [Old Ram lv2], [Mystery Knowledge lv2], [Strong lv1], [Smart Step lv1]

xp: [300]

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"It's Tier 3, if Roald is not promoted, I'm afraid it's already behind me."

Thulhu the soul returns to reality, looking at the moonlight, thoughtfully.